An old Yiddish joke I read once in my granddad's book He passed, during the recent hurricane I went looking through his old books, most of which I tore through as a kid. An Orthodox Jewish man living in New York, he spends his life being entirely faithful to his God, his family... And raises his son to do the same. Finally on his son's 16th birthday, the father takes a massive amount of his savings from his bank, and sends his son on Birthright, a pilgrimage to the Holy Land. His son comes home two weeks later, and says "Father, I love you... But I have decided to become a Christian." The father, bewildered and shocked, musters his sense and hugs his son, and says that nothing he could ever do would stop him from loving his son, and while he couldn't understand, his son was a man and he would respect his decision. Still, he goes for a walk, to clear his head. What could have happened in two weeks that changed his son's faith entirely? Or... Had he done something wrong? He stops into the local deli, where he finds his Moyel. He explains the situation, to which his Moyel responds: "Hmm... Funny you should mention that! My boy did the same last year!" They decide to bring this question to the Rabbi. The Rabbi, sitting in quiet contemplation, finally says "... Hmmmm.... Funny you should mention that! My son did the same a decade ago when I sent him on Birthright! What is going on?" They decide to simply visit Jerusalem, and figure out what is going on. They sneak their way into the office of the Chief Rabbi, who is having lunch with the Grand Mufti, sitting across from each other. When they barge in, they come to their knees, explain their situation, where the Chief Rabbi, an ancient and wisened man, says "...... Hmmm...... Funny you should mention that! My son went on a camping trip 15 years ago, and did the same!" The Chief Mufti, finally stands, and says that this phenomenon has been going on for some time now, long before he was born, and that they should seek their answers at the top of a hill overlooking a few small villages and neighborhoods. They pile into the Chief Rabbi's truck like a clown car, search the area of the Hill, but can find no answers. Finally, they go to their knees, and pray - "Elohim, God on high! Please, help us to understand. We sent our sons here, they came to this hill, and the next time we see them, they're ***CHRISTIANS!*** - What is happening?" Suddenly, the clouds part, and they hear a voice as deep as a mountain cracking, and as soft as a psalm. And the voice of God spoke thus: ".........HMMMMMM.......... FUNNY YOU SHOULD MENTION THAT, I-"